Strange that the apostrophe police haven’t hit Natures Hideaway yet. It’s a pretty horrible sign apart from that. Maybe nature is hiding from this Elmar sign across the road. For some reason I always thought he was hacking away at a horse’s head until I took the photo and looked at it closely. He looks a little like Liberace to me. I’ve been walking home from the city to Embleton lately, so have been able to capture some good worsts from the Beaufort Street Arrondisement.

Yes, having nature on a big block of timer a mistake, and then the ridiculous shiny lettering and horrible font.
Naturist hideaway would have been better. It is the Paris end after all.
I should put up a beaufort street gallery or slideshow. Must be about ten entries. more even tan Morley drive.

I’ve been to one so I can tell you what goes on inside. They drip warm oil on your forehead and tell you it’s some ancient Indian thing that opens up your third eye. Essentially this feels like someone has cracked an egg on your head and the yolk is dripping down your face. You then pay $120 and tell everyone how relaxed you now feel

this is not dissimilar to that place further up Beaufort Street, which drips baby oil on your third eye, you end up with egg-white dripping in your face, then pay $120 and don’t tell anyone where you’ve been.